Gao Zhengyang took the opportunity to swing the sword. With the power of his waist and legs, the Cold Flame Sword turned into a rotating sword wheel.

The bright sword light was like a full moon when it was swiftly turned. Before the three wolf tribes could dodge, they were cut into six pieces by the bright sword wheel.

The broken limbs, flesh and blood, and the splashes of the four directions driven by the sword wheel.

"Full Moon Slash!" A wolf clan wiped away the flesh and blood that splattered on his face and shouted in disbelief.

The Full Moon Slash is one of the secret blood moon thirteen swords of the wolf clan, and only a few wolf clan masters can do it.

Gao Zhengyang knew this sword technique, and it was so cruel that all the wolf clans felt fear again.

Several wolf warriors did not believe in evil and rushed forward to the sword wheel. Once they met, they were crushed by the sword wheel.

He killed several wolf warriors in a row, but the sword wheel was spinning faster and more violently, with an invincible and fierce aura.

It seems that he can kill all the wolf clans by just him.

Gao Zhengyang, who was like a demon god, completely lost his fighting spirit.

Wherever the moon wheel passed, the wolf tribe hurriedly avoided it. However, the place on the city wall was limited, and there were soldiers from the Iron Forest Division attacking on the other side.

The wolves's panic retreat caused chaos to continue to expand. Soon, the wolf clan's battle formation completely collapsed.

All the wolf tribes were in a hurry to escape, and they rushed up the city wall frantically and climbed the ladder with various means.

During this process, I don’t know how many wolves were squeezed out of the city wall.

The fall from the seven-meter-high city wall was because the wolf clan was strong because it could not bear it.

Most of the fallen wolf tribes fell and their bodies were deformed and killed on the spot.

The numerous torches lit under the city walls shone brightly here. The wolf tribe on the ground could clearly see this tragic scene.

Changfeng, the wolf clan’s clan’s clan, had helpless and sad eyes. His straight back, which was originally straight, was hunched over.

This time, the Qinglang tribe devoted all its strength to the clan to capture the Tielin tribe in one fell swoop. It was a desperate bet.

As the patriarch, Lang Changfeng was under tremendous pressure.

Seeing that victory was about to come, he was defeated in a blink of an eye. The sudden reversal of the situation made him even more difficult to accept.

"Class leader, the great wizard should be bad,"

The young guard Langye next to him suddenly spoke, and when he talked about the great wizard, he thought about the words. After a pause, he said seriously: "I don't have the chance to take down the Tielin tribe this time, so let's withdraw our troops."

Lang Changfeng was furious. He still had a little fantasy and could not hear such words the most. He stared at Lang Ye, and his hand holding the knife was raising blue veins, as if he could kill Lang Ye at any time.

But Lang Ye looked calm and looked straight at Lang Changfeng without avoiding it.

"Class leader, we can go to find the brother of the great wizard Wanyanda. He is a wizard of the Golden Wolf clan. He has strong power and will definitely help us destroy the Iron Formation."

Lang Changfeng was stunned for a moment, slowly calmed down, drew his sword and cut a wound on his forehead, and said sternly: "I swear to the great Heavenly Wolf Ancestor God, I will avenge this, kill all the Tielin tribes, and leave no one!"

The sound of the horn "Woooo" is so low and sad in the deep night.
Chapter completed!